Chapter 535： For the great King! (Master Guan, Merry Christmas ...

Loya desires more than pure peace, but he firmly believes that the world will enter a good cycle under his guidance. For millions of years that any life has passed, it has followed the laws of the jungle full of blood and violence. So he will not talk about empty talk about world peace like a good old man.

However, even if the law of the jungle is followed, the world today is wrong.

The weak and brutal Tianlong people are protected, but the strong and kind people are humbly bowed, and the civilians who are unable to struggle are oppressed and lively and unrestrained for the mob mobster. In this case, it is said that it is very unfavorable to the evolution of living things.

According to the original plot, the mysteries of history have been solved in recent years. When the truth is revealed, the errors will be corrected. And his arrival was just to advance this time.

So, no matter whether it is teaming with Shilla or alliance with Dorag, Loya is not so sincere. When the times settled down, which side crossed the border, it was destined to be bloodily suppressed by the other two.

Dorag knows this, so he understands what to do with Loya.

The rest is not something that ordinary people can participate in. Except for Saab being left, the others walk out of the door in order to accept the gift from Loya. Among them, the main personnel are fish-like humans like Haku. Compared with ordinary humans, their vitality is larger, and the combat effectiveness they can play is naturally stronger.

When the outside calmed down and no one was around, Dorag nodded and motioned Saab to take things out. He had been carrying a silver-white box in his hand, and Loya had looked a few more long ago.

As with the underworld trade, Saab unlocked the box and opened it to Loya.

"this is!......"

Instantly, Loya's pupils tightened suddenly, and he looked at the contents of the box in disbelief.

It was an ice crystal-like scale, the size of a palm, looking like a craft. But the breath that emanated from above, Loya would not admit wrong even if he was dead, because he also found a piece of the same thing on that desert island.

That breath is Long Wei!

This scale is a dragon scale!

"As you can see, this is a piece of scale armor, a piece of scale armor that is as hard as sea floor stones ... and zoologists have speculated that it is still the smallest and softest part of a creature. "

Dorag didn't know the dragon scales, but when he felt the breath on the scales with the same roots as Loya, he knew what it was.

It's just that ... this dragon scale is not left by Luo Ya.

"There is a country in the South China Sea. Like Sandora, even if the civilization is broken, posterity still survives from that blank century of history. This is their national treasure ... at least for seventy-six years. When the front collapsed, it was the national treasure ... "

Speaking of this, Dorrag glanced deeply at Loya: "The reason for their destruction was not because they were peeped at the treasure ... but the treasure, which destroyed them with their own hands."

"Because they brought in ... the owner of the scales?"

Loya can only make such a guess ... The world has had dragons other than himself, which has shocked him and decided to find an opportunity to ask Edith about the situation.

But for that speculation, Dorag shook his head: "No, it's more scary than that."

"No matter how terrible the dragon is, it is also a crisis born from the outside. The reason for their destruction is that they emerge from the inside, from their own crisis ... in one kind, the same as what you have done in all nations Attitude! "

"Undead ?!"

Loya suddenly held her breath and frowned at the scale.

"In the past, we didn't know what it was until you appeared ..." After a pause, Dorrag didn't continue to explain, pointing to the file placed with the dragon scales, "That's how many Look at the handwriting left by an archeologist ten years ago. "

"After reading, you know what I want to tell you ..."

Not only is the dragon, but also the frost dragon that controls the power of death, the existence of this level makes Roya very headache. When reaching out, Dragon Scale exudes an inexplicable appeal, and wants to pull his hand over. However, Loya easily broke away from this gravitational force and picked up her notes without changing her face.

...

Sunny on Wednesday, March 1.

After several months, we finally arrived at the legendary "Beg Gamma" of the South China Sea Kingdom. Sure enough, as in poetry, it has completely become a dead place, not to mention living people, even the animals are scarce and pitiful! The boat doctor did not know why he got sick when he came here. This is not good news in this unknown land.

Overcast, Tuesday, March 7.

I can't believe my eyes, the treasure buried here has not been taken away by anyone! Everything is very well preserved, this is affirmation of my archeological journey! Evidence to convince outsiders! ... but I have to be careful about him. He looks at these treasures just like hyenas see bones!

Light rain on Sunday, March 12.

The boat doctor didn't know what was wrong, he said that his illness was not cured. It rained today and I saw that he coughed and got a blood clot. Others were also sick, including me, so archaeological work was suspended ...

Heavy rain on Saturday, March 18.

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! What's going on in this place? Everyone is sick! No medicine can cure it! Our boat was pierced by what fish! Everyone will die here!

Sunny on Monday, March 20.

Wei Te is crazy! He stole the treasure! But there are no ships ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He only took a few. Although I don't like his greed, I still hope he can survive. Damn it! I must be too sick and unconscious, I would worry about that bastard?

It should be rainy on Wednesday, March 22.

I was unconscious in the woods outside and the crew carried me back. I feel something dripping onto my face, I don't know what it is, like raindrops, but it's very warm ... No, I'm so tired, I need to lie down for a while.

Overcast, Thursday, March 30?

I ... have been dead for a week? Companion, did I bite it?

April 1st ...

It turned out that Wei Te did not escape. Those monsters, dead monsters like me, ambushed him from the bottom of the sea ... the sea water swelled the coldness of his body, and there were traces of being eaten by wild beasts ... the only thing worth being happy about The thing is, no monster can leave this island. I tried to swim in the deep sea, but when I came back to God, I stood on the coast again.

April, I don't know what day it is ...

That's it. This is a cursed island. The song is still too gentle in poetry, and it has fears far beyond the imagination of the world! I'm about to lose my mind, a voice echoes in my head! If anyone finds this diary, please don't come over!

...

What is recorded in the data is this paragraph that looks like a diary. At the end, a mess of handwriting is reflected on the paper. Through printing, the cuts on the notebook can be seen faintly.

Like a shoe cultist, the owner of the handwriting vented frantically on it. But this packed content is actually just one sentence.

"For the great King!"